NOTE: I don't own the characters of
Samurai Pizza Cats and not making money on this story.

MY NOTE: While writing Clandestine,
I came up with this idea. I call it a "What if"
story...what if...Speedy didn't came back from the comet insident...

There was a huge explosion, a bright
light lighting up the whole of Little Tokyo, making it look like
morning, the sun shining but then the light dimmed down and then
becoming darkness, the real night colour, it was the evening and the
crickets could be heard singing...the comet was destroyed. The crowd
of little Tokyo looking up into the star glittered sky. No sign of
light nor movement, it was then that Polly fell to her knees, her
eyes flooded with tears, losing hope of Speedy who went to destroy
the comet with the catatonic and Good Bird.

"Oh...Speedy..."

His face was in the stars, his wacky
grin shining through but then dissapeared. Polly sank her head into
her hands, sobbing. Guido holding back his own tears put a hand on
Polly's shoulder.

"Please don't cry, Polly, I'll
take care of you now, now that Speedy's gone to the big resturant in
the sky"

"...I'll be okay..." said
Polly, but her feelings would get the best of her soon.

"LOOK UP IN THE SKY!" Shouted
Francine. Everybody looked up and saw two flashes heading down
towards little Tokyo at a tremendous speed.

"QUICK, GET OUT OF THE WAY!"
Shouted Guido and ran off with Polly following him. The whole crowd
moved out the way and the two flashes landed into the dusty ground,
causing a loud crash and making a could of dust, within seconds two
shadows could be seen, it was, at first hard to make out who these
figures were but then became more predictable when the dust died down
and then the figures could be seen clearly, the one and only Speedy
Cherviche and Good Bird.

"Gee, I'm really hungry now"
said Speedy with a huge confident smile on his face.

"It's Birdie" said Carla.

"And Polly too" gasped Polly.

"I knew they'd be alright"
chuckled Guido.

"I'm home" said Speedy,
wiping dirt off his mouth. "So what are we doing standing around
looking like it's the end of the world when we've got a lot of
celebrating that we could be doing" smiled Speedy.

The crowd were cheering and dancing at
the occasion. Speedy and Good Bird acknowledge each other for what
they did but then were surrounded by their loved ones, who hugged
them tightly.

"Oh Birdie..."

"What...?"

"Don't leave me again..."

"I never EVER will, Carla, I
promise!" said Good Bird.

"Speedy, I was so afraid for
you..." cried Polly.

"I had to come back, we've still
got eight lives ahead of us Polly...together." said Speedy.

"Oh..." smiled Polly, her
eyes still teary.

"See, I'm never gonna leave you
again, do you hear me, Miss Esther?" said Speedy, putting a hand
on her shoulder.

"Sure..." said Polly, happly.

Just then Guido, came up behind Polly,
a sad look on his face and a hint of pity for her. He took a deep
breath and asked: "Polly, who are you talking too?"

"Huh?" She blinked, looked at
Guido and then back at where Speedy was standing...there was no one
there, no Speedy, no flesh, no one touching her...just air and not a
soul, it was all in her mind, a vision she wanted to see.

"But...but..." stuttered
Polly. "He was here, he was right here in front of me, he came
back..."

"He didn't come back...only Good
Bird...but he too is...". Again Guido couldn't finish his
sentance. Guido pointed towards Carla, who was holding her one true
love in her arms. Good Birds face was blooded, missing an eye but the
other wide open, as too was his mouth, dripping with blood, his body
lifeless staring into the sky. "BIIIRRRRDDDDIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE"
whaled Carla, her voice echoing towards the stars. Polly couldn't
take this in. "Then...where's Speedy, I want to see him!"

Guido now crying. "Polly,
please..."

"WHERE IS HE?? I WANT TO SEE
HIM, I WANT TO SEE HIM!!" Cried Polly.

"He d-didn't make it, Polly, he
didn't make it..."

"Please don't let this be
true...please..."

"He's dead...he didn't come
back..." said Guido, seeing Polly's tears flowing down her
cheeks made him relize that this was all too true, Speedy was dead,
his best friend was dead.

"No, please...not now...please not
now...IT'S NOT FAIR!! IT'S NOT FAIR!! IT'S NOT FAIR!!"
Shouted Polly, who then fell to her knees, head tilted and crying
into her hands.

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